He Became the Genius Blacksmith of the Namgung Family - Chapter 84

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Chapter 84

Episode 84

‘I’ve been caught!’

The moment that thought crossed his mind, he tried to grab someone nearby to use as a hostage.

However, as soon as they covered him, the quick-footed Gaebangdo members grabbed the bewildered people and scattered.

At the same time, a hexagonal club fell toward his head.

Hwanggyeon’s attack, who had reached him first.

Kwaaaaang!

It struck the ground.

The person in maid’s clothing performed the Lazy Donkey Roll and barely dodged it by a hair’s breadth.

“Kuk!”

Damn it—

There was no time to curse.

This time, a leg imbued with blue energy was falling toward his head.

It was Suwang.

He quickly got up and stretched out his hand.

Iron claws imbued with red internal energy shot out and collided directly with the falling leg.

Kaaaang!!

A deep metallic sound echoed through the night.

Slide slide slide.

The person in maid’s clothing retreated dozens of steps backward.

“Ptui!”

Perhaps he had suffered internal injuries from the recent collision.

The spit he expelled was mixed with blood.

There was no time to tend to his body.

Even in the moment he spat, axes, swords, and clubs appeared from all directions, aimed at him.

There seemed to be no place to escape.

Was this the end?

Not a chance!

The person in maid’s clothing pursed his lips and blew a whistle.

Piiiik!

An ear-piercing sound echoed.

At the same time, the maid’s clothing tore.

Chiiiik!

Squeak squeak!

Dozens, or perhaps hundreds of rats poured out in all directions.

Red eyes, red fur.

One beggar holding a hexagonal club saw them and shouted.

“Blood rats!”

“If you’re bitten by blood rats, you could be poisoned with Light Blood Poison! Protect your bodies with internal energy!”

“Don’t let a single one escape! Block them from entering the residential areas!”

The rats called blood rats attacked the warriors.

Meanwhile, the maid—no, now a man in rags—barely caught his breath.

It was grotesque.

Half was a woman’s face, and half was a man’s face.

The woman’s face was ordinary.

However, the man’s face somehow resembled a rat.

Anger lurked in his sharply upturned eyes.

‘Oh my, what is that!’

Namgung Cheon-gang, who had been watching, was horrified.

Well, of course.

He had seen a bizarrely mixed half-male, half-female face.

Though he had seen all sorts of unsightly things in both his past and current lives, when had he ever seen something like that?

Was it Count Asura or what?

“Seo-heung!!”

While Namgung Cheon-gang was horrified by the half-male, half-female face.

Suwang looked at him and let out an angry roar.

“You bastard!! What did you do to the person who originally had that face!!”

“Kekeke. What do you think happened? Are you curious, Suwang!”

A voice like scraping metal flowed from the half-male, half-female mouth.

“You cruel bastard!”

‘Ah. So that face is now—’

Holy shit!

A curse escaped involuntarily.

Even without hearing the exact explanation, he seemed to understand what had happened.

‘Wow, what kind of crazy bastard is that?’

He was a martial arts villain who couldn’t be left alone.

“You cruel bastard! How can you still call yourself human after doing that!”

As if understanding Namgung Cheon-gang’s feelings.

Hwanggyeon charged again with his hexagonal club.

His face was twisted like a demon.

Enormous yellow energy that could shake the atmosphere rose throughout his entire body.

Yellow energy also rippled through the hexagonal club he was gripping.

Namgung Cheon-gang had never seen Hwanggyeon so angry before.

Well, he had just seen a human who devoured people and wore their skin, hadn’t he?

As an Orthodox Faction martial artist, it was absolutely intolerable.

Along with him, Suwang and the Namman Warriors also charged toward the villain with angry faces.

“Kekeke!! Come on, let’s all die together!!”

Piiiik!

The whistle sound echoed once more.

And the ground shook.

Soon it burst open.

An enormous number of rats surged forth.

All of them were huge blood rats with red fur.

Hwanggyeon’s Tagubo technique, which was meant to be unleashed on Seo-heung, hastily turned toward the rats.

Suwang and the Namman Warriors’ Beast Palace martial arts were also deployed against the rats.

‘Wow, is he a summoner or what?’

Why do rats keep popping out when he blows the whistle?

Doesn’t his mana—no, internal energy—run out?

Whether his internal energy was running out or not.

The rat master, Seo-heung, chose to flee once again.

“You cannot escape, villain!!”

“Catch the traitor!”

Meanwhile, Hwanggyeon, Suwang, and the Namman Warriors, who had dealt with all the rats that had poured out, gave chase.

“Sister, we should also—”

“Yes! Brother, let’s chase after them!”

Whoa, what a surprise!

When did you get beside me?

‘No, but before that, what is that…?’

An iron club that was clearly extraordinary was held in Namgung Yeong’s hand.

How should I put it.

Should I say it’s like only the handle remaining from his Muktan Hwalin Daechu?

Looking at the rat flesh and blood still attached, it seems that’s probably his sister’s exclusive weapon.

‘…I shouldn’t mess around.’

Though he never had messed around.

Still, just in case, Namgung Cheon-gang made that firm resolution and followed behind Namgung Yeong, who was already chasing after Seo-heung.

* * *

The place Seo-heung fled to was a building that appeared to be a warehouse.

The Beggar’s Sect, Namman Warriors, and Namgung Warriors surrounded the entire building.

Glaring menacingly, each drew upon the power of their respective internal energy cultivation methods.

Now there really was no way to escape.

Whether he could no longer summon rats, or whether his internal energy had finally run out.

Seo-heung just stood blankly in front of the warehouse door.

“Seo-heung! Now you’re a rat trapped in poison! Accept the punishment for betraying the Palace and the penalty for murdering innocent people!”

Suwang roared like a wild beast.

Since it contained terrifying internal energy, the air trembled.

“Tsk tsk. To say such things yet not immediately charge forward. Suwang, truly the bond of blood relations is frightening, is it not.”

“…Shut up! That bond of blood relations ends today!”

“As that final bond of blood relations, let me ask just one thing. Was it a trap?”

Suwang nodded his head.

“That’s right. It’s a trap we set to catch you.”

“I see. So that’s how it is. Well, there would be no reason to prepare so thoroughly otherwise.”

As soon as the blood letter that would sabotage the Baeknyeon Jamsagi Jeoso died, warriors surged forth to guard Cheonjam-gak like an iron fortress.

Along with that, they specifically gathered employees who handled the silkworm dogs.

With all this, how could one not think it was a trap.

But how did they know?

Those simple-minded fools wouldn’t be the ones to scheme this.

Even now, saying it’s the end, aren’t they not charging forward because of blood relations?

‘Then who could it be.’

Surging curiosity.

That curiosity was resolved upon seeing one person’s face.

“You.”

Namgung Cheon-gang and Seo-heung’s eyes met.

‘Startled!’

He found out!

That he was the culprit who cornered Seo-heung!

“The one who put forward that worthless bastard as bait.”

Excuse me?

“And the being who has the information network to plan thoroughly and execute quickly. In this martial arts world, there’s only one place besides that, and here right now—”

Swoosh.

Seo-heung shifted his gaze from Namgung Cheon-gang to someone else.

“It’s you.”

Hwanggyeon.

Looking straight at him.

“It can only be you.”

He confirmed Hwanggyeon as the main culprit who created this situation.

‘…Huh.’

Namgung Cheon-gang was bewildered.

‘It’s fortunate that he doesn’t think it’s me, but….’

Something feels a bit….

‘Is this how I feel?’

Because I was ignored?

It seems like that’s probably it.

‘Hey, what does he think he is to ignore me?’

A villain who kills people and wears their skin?

So.

“No, why do you think that?”

He asked as if spitting out words from his aggrieved heart.

Whip!

‘Oh, what a shock!’

Seo-heung suddenly turned his head toward him and glared.

With blood-red eyes and that half-male, half-female face suddenly facing him, his heart nearly dropped.

‘What kind of person has eyes like a crazed rat’s eyes.’

“A mere insignificant blacksmith bastard, how dare—!”

Wow.

Look at that statement disrespecting the manufacturing industry?

I just asked a question, and he’s talking so rudely?

How can I endure hearing this?

“A villain uglier than a rat, how dare—”

He immediately fired back.

“…What?”

“What do you mean what. Did your mother eat seaweed soup after giving birth to something like you, you villain bastard?”

“…What?”

“If you’re ugly, you should at least think about living like a human being. How can you kill people and wear their skin? Even a passing beggar would be more human than you. Did your parents teach you to do that?!”

“….”

“Your mother must be wailing in her grave! Pitying her fate for giving birth to something like you and eating seaweed soup! Damn it, you unfilial bastard! Your parents can’t rest in peace, you son of a bitch!”

Speechless, right?

Absurd, right?

Looking at his mouth hanging wide open, he clearly looked out of his mind.

That’s what you get for daring to make statements disrespecting the manufacturing industry and running your mouth.

Did you think the verbal skills of South Korean people were nothing!

Aren’t South Koreans the ones who grow up defeating even Western generals with words?

You can never lose with words.

Of course, Namgung Cheon-gang hadn’t intended to unleash his tongue to this extent.

Even if someone disrespected the manufacturing industry, he could have let it slide moderately.

He was a man of Korea whose soul was steeped in respecting elders, maintaining proper order between young and old in his previous life.

But there are elders and then there are elders.

How can you treat an elder who wears human skin as a person?

Since he’s not human, he had no choice but to attack with his tongue.

“You, you damn blacksmith bastard!!!!!”

‘Oops! I guess I went too far!’

Seo-heung charged toward Namgung Cheon-gang in fury.

The iron claws protruding menacingly from each hand were filled with red energy.

Clearly a different strong energy from sword energy.

His approaching speed was also fast.

‘I’m screwed!’

With that thought, he tried to avoid by brilliantly deploying the Drunken Eight Immortals Steps and the Namgung Family’s footwork techniques.

Clack!

But there were those who blocked his path first.

It was Hwanggyeon and Suwang.

Hwanggyeon blocked the iron claws with his hexagonal staff formed from yellow energy, and Suwang swung his leg to strike Seo-heung’s face.

Bang!!

Crack!!

The sound of iron bursting and bones breaking echoed with a tremendous impact.

At the same time, Seo-heung’s body was pushed back to where it had burst out from.

Now the maid’s face he had been wearing disappeared, and Seo-heung’s original face was fully revealed.

‘Phew… That was close.’

Namgung Cheon-gang wiped his chest in relief.

“Your sharp tongue is quite deadly, little brother. But be careful. If you run your mouth carelessly, you’ll meet a tragic end in the martial arts world.”

Hwanggyeon placed his hexagonal staff on his shoulder and spoke to Namgung Cheon-gang with a gentle smile.

Advice from a martial arts senior.

Namgung Cheon-gang nodded.

“Thank you for saving me from that villain, big brother! Yes. I’ll take your advice to heart. But I couldn’t stand being looked down upon by such a villain.”

“Well, cursing at such a wicked demon is perfectly fine.”

“Hehehe. Brother Namgung Cheon-gang has a good tongue. I should learn from him.”

While having such a casual conversation with his brothers for a moment.

“Kekeke. As expected, you. You were Palgyelgae of the Beggar’s Sect.”

Meanwhile, Seo-heung, who had gotten back up, let out a dark laugh and spoke.

“Don’t deny it. Emanating such energy that has reached the pinnacle of transcendence, and moreover, the yellow energy shown by the Beggar’s Sect’s divine technique exists only in the Sect Leader and his successor.”

“…Seeing your perfect Central Plains speech, you seem to know quite a bit about the Central Plains, villain.”

“Kekelkel. By age, I’m practically your senior, yet your words are so curt, beggar.”

“Shut up! I don’t consider a villain who devours people as my senior! As Palgyelgae and successor of the Beggar’s Sect, I will judge your crimes and execute you here! That will be the way to resolve the grievances of those who died and had even their corpses defiled!”

“Hehe. It should be an honor just to become my strength. Also, why such a fuss over just one maid’s death? Haven’t you killed and hunted far worse than that?”

“It’s natural for martial artists to speak with swords and lives. However, don’t view ordinary people the same as martial artists. We protect and guard them, living together with them, not trampling them like you do!”

Our big brother is so cool.

Such refined speech befitting an orthodox warrior.

I should learn from him.

“Seo-heung. Don’t say only one maid fell victim to you! Didn’t over a hundred die in the palace alone!”

“All just ignorant fools. A king doesn’t think about such vermin-like lives.”

Wow.

That guy’s ideology is truly twisted.

It was obvious that if such a person became king, he’d be nothing but a mad dictator.

Moreover, the power he possessed wasn’t ordinary, was it?

The Bloodletting Flute Technique.

The terrifying power that caused the martial arts world’s secret tragedy 30 years ago.

If someone with such twisted ideology possessed it, it was obvious that an even worse catastrophe than before would unfold.

He had to be dealt with here for certain.

Perhaps sharing the same sentiment as Namgung Cheon-gang.

“There are no more words to share with a villain. Anyway, possessing the Bloodletting Flute Technique alone already makes you a public enemy of the martial arts world.”

“You who attacked the palace lord and caused 100 casualties, I no longer consider you blood kin!”

Hwanggyeon and Suwang drew up their energy.

The power possessed by two transcendent warriors shook and tore through the atmosphere.

All directed toward one person.

However, the one who faced that power head-on merely.

“Kekelkel!”

Only let out laughter.

To a degree that seemed insane.

“You call me villain, villain, yet don’t immediately rush at me.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll rush at you right now and smash your head! Today I’ll show you what it means to die from Tagubo’s strike!”

“Even saying that is too late! If you knew why I came here, what this warehouse stores, you wouldn’t have given me time!”

“What is this place, sister?”

“This is probably one of the warehouses that stores unhatched dormant dogs.”

What business does a mere peak-level blacksmith have interfering in transcendent warriors’ conversation?

Namgung Cheon-gang had retreated to the back.

While doing so, he asked Namgung Yeong, who had also retreated and was on standby.

“Wait, unhatched dormant dogs!?”

At Namgung Yeong’s answer, Suwang turned around in surprise and asked back.

At the same time, Suwang shouted to everyone.

“Everyone get away!!”

“What?”

“It’s too late!!”

Wheeeeeeeeee!!

Seo-heung pursed his lips and blew a whistle.

A different whistle from before, deeper and more intense.

Whether he had properly infused it with energy, it even brought terrible cold and chills.

At the same time.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

Soon, the ground split and spat out something.

No, the correct expression would be ‘it burst out splitting the ground!’

That was.

In other words.

That thing was.

Uh…

‘A building-sized rat?’

“Holy shit! What the hell is that!!!”

Namgung Cheon-gang couldn’t help but curse.

-Squeeeeeeeak!!!!

Under the moonlight, a giant blood-red rat cried out thunderously, and the night exploded!

‘Isn’t this supposed to be martial arts? Why is a monster appearing!!’

This is ridiculous.

Absurd!

It wasn’t just the monster that appeared.

Countless blood rats burst out and attacked the warriors surrounding them from all directions.

“You bastaaard!!”

Seo-heung, who had somehow climbed atop the monster rat’s head.

“I’ll make you pay the price for running that arrogant mouth!!!”

He pointed and shouted toward Namgung Cheon-gang, who had let out a startled curse.

Seo-heung hadn’t forgotten.

His wounded heart from the unspeakable words that had been spoken!

“Blood Stone!! Kill that bastard!!”

“Squeeeak!!”

The giant rat that even blocked the moonlight charged toward Namgung Cheon-gang.

“Little brother!!”

“Protect Namgung Cheon-gang!!”

Hwanggyeon, Suwang, and Namgung Yeong simultaneously shouted and kicked off to rush toward Namgung Cheon-gang.

No, they tried to rush.

Crash!

“Keeeeeeek!”

If only the charging giant rat hadn’t been sent flying back in the direction it came from.

If they hadn’t seen Namgung Cheon-gang swinging an impossibly huge hammer toward that rat’s solar plexus, surely.

“This is the power of a blacksmith, you wicked bastard!”

Namgung Cheon-gang shouted proudly.

Gripping a hammer of impossible size in one hand, he charged toward the rat he had sent flying with a thunderous dash!

“Catch the rat! Catch the rat!!!”

Squeak squeak squeak!!

“….”

“….”

What is this? A dream?

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